Julia appointed me as the maid of honor. I could not say that I did not expected it. After all we were best friends since we were 10 years old, so in a way I was destined to be her maid of honor for the wedding, the same way I am to choose her one day in case I decide I want to get married.

That moment a few months ago when she invited me to be the maid of honor, I knew that what a great responsibility comes with that title. But I was more then ready. During those months I helped her with everything I can for the preparation. We chose the dress toghether and I even helped her plan the whole event. That's why I felt complete satisfaction, when two days before the wedding Julia called me to tell me: "Emma, thank you, it wouldn't have been possible without you!".

Given those circumstances I arrived in a very good mood in the hotel. Of course this was the hotel which the bride and I chose for the happy event. Yesteday, It took me the whole day to ensure that everything was in order for the big day. Very tiring task indeed, so I was glad it was over. Now the only remaining task in my list was to be on time for the ceremony and follow through with it.

I moved my head, breathing heavily with my face buried in the white sheets. Sadly, being on time was about to become a problem, because his cock felt so good in my ass that I didn't want him to stop. Derek was the groom's brother and I can assure you that if his brother had at least the same size of a cock, Julia was about to be a very happy woman.

"Come on, Courtney" he slapped my ass cheeks with a brute force "Spread your fucking asshole for me".

I love when I am treated like this. Actually we got introduced yetsterday evening and we spend the entire night and morning fucking. In a bit less then 12 hours he had already fucked my ass five or six times. I could feel he was about to ejaculate one more time any moment now.

You may ask what was so tempting in what in that kind of interaction with the grooms brother. What I will answer is that most certainly in those few hours of our acquaintance he made me feel like a dirty and cheap slut. He treated me like a nasty cock sleeve, forcin his cock through my sphincter and shooting enormous loads of sperm directly into my rectum. He even made me beg to suck his cock immediately after he had ejaculated in my ass. In a few words - I liked that.

Now I had a difficult task. Fifteen minutes ago I wasl already dressed up and ready for the wedding. Then he entered the room and said he will fuck me one more time before we are to go to the wedding. As you have already heard how this story enveloped so far, you can imagine that i immediately lifted my silk red dress and got rid of my underwear as quickly as it was humanly possible. I didn't even bother to undress or at least get my black heels off. I just presented my ass high in the air for him. His enormous (somewhere between 8 and 9 inch) cock stood proudly hard as a rock at the entrance of my rear fuck hole.

My ass had become a bit loose from the intense fucking the last few hours so he slid inside of me ridicoulosly easy. Inch by inch his cock filled my rectum. The feeling of utter unnatural fullnes that followed was the only valid reason I had for having my ass up in the air and my head buried in the sheets of my bed, risking to be late for the wedding of my best friend Julia.

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About half an hour later the ceremony began. Despite being the whole time in a hotel room just a few floors above the hall where the happy event was taking place, I barely managed to arrive in time. I was still slightly out of breath and a little sweaty in my red dress, but I don't think anyone noticed. The only think that felt a bit uncomfortable was that I never had the time to get a spare panties which probably was making me the sluttiest maid of honor ever existed on this world. After all I was 31 year old very sexy woman, dressed in a beautiful red dress, classy black high heels and.... And underneath that cover was hiding filthy anal whore with no underwear. At least I managed hide in a bathroom and to wipe his sperm leaking from my ass before the ceremony had started.

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Twelve hours later the afterparty was at its peak - music, dancing, aclohol. I sensed some slight vibration coming from my purse and I opened it. The vibration came from my phone. It was a message from unknown number. I opened it and I couldn't believe my eyes. It was a photo of me in my red dress spreading my ass cheeks with his duck buried in my rear. Text followed the photo: "Really liked using your shitter. If you want some more action come to room 12C in half an hour." Тhe text was very vulgar but somehow I knew that I am going to that room anyway.

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I knocked cautiously on the door. No response. I knocked second time, just a bit louder then before. This time I heard "Come in" from the other side. I entered. The room was dark with only a dim light coming from the bathroom. The first thing I saw was Derek but he wasn't alone. There was another male figure inside of the room with him. Derek stood up and came closer to me as I hesitated to close the door behind me. He closed the door instead of me and put his hand on my shoulder.

"We are going to have so much fun, slut" Derek said to me and lifted my dress up revealing my slutty bottom.

"Now I believe you..." the voice of the other man in the room was familiar. After a second it hit me. This was the voice of the 19 year old waiter, to whom I orderd my third alcoholic cocktail three hours ago. "She is indeed a filthy cunt" A bit shocking.

"I told you so" Derek laughed "Now, Courtney, it's time to go to the next level. Remove your heels and get on your knees" he was talking to me obviously.

I obliged and removed my heels. My feet sank in the soft carpet. Derek urged me down to my knees by pressing slightly my shoulder with his hand. I did not intend to protest anyway. The whole situation was already making me wet.

"Now I will do something you will have to learn to like. Do you understand, slut?"

I confirmed with a nod of my head. He took my left heel shoe and presented it in front of my mouth and then he ordered me to lick it. I hesitated, but strangely I somehow liked the situation. My tongue rubbed the pointy front side of the shoe but also the sole. Bitter taste of filth overwhelmed my senses.

"Enough" Derek said and took the shoe away, but in the very next moment I felt how he forced it my well fucked asshole. The shoe was a lot larger than his dick, so it hurt a lot, but he didn't release the pressure until it was at least a 4 or 5 inches inside of my rectum stretching immensly my sphincter.

The 19 year old waiter was silent until this moment, but now he genuinly expressed his excitement of how much of a filthy whore I am. That made even more wet. At this point I was trembling in anticipation of what was about to come next.

"Now, Courtney, take your other shoe and I want you to start fucking your cunt with the heel."

I took the shoe in my hand as instructed and moved it towards my wet cunt. I could see how dirty was actually the heel. My hands were shaking but I continued. I could feel the heel touching my cunt lips and a second later the dirty thing was accepted and embraced by the wet softness of my vagina. I started moving it slowly up and down, feeling how the filth was scratching the inside walls of my fuck hole.

"Now, ask him to fuck your mouth" Derek ordered.

"But I don't know his name...." those words somehow slipped out from my mouth.

"You don't need name, what you need is cock. Right?" he pulled my hair to emphasis his words. This was enough of persuasion.

"Please, sir..... fuck my mouth" I didn't need so say something else, the head of his cock was already on my lips.

I opened my mouth. He slid inside. "Fuck" I said to myself. I was in a very embarassing situation about to be mouth fucked by an unknown waiter, who was 12 year old younger than me. Not to mention the shoe I had stuffed up my ass and the heel which I by myself was forcing inside my precious vagina. And the night has only just began...